Once again, a fight broke out. This time, Su Yu had changed his approach. Ferocious. He was fighting with intense ferocity.0

He was fighting the same way he fought during his match against Huang Qifeng. He did not take his cultural weapon out while his willpower was only used to protect his sea of willpower. The moment the match started, he opened all his acupoints and charged forward.0

Fast.0

He moved and attacked rapidly, his attacks fierce and ferocious. At this moment, nobody felt like he was a cultural researcher. Everyone felt like they were looking at a brute from the war academy. In less than a minute, sounds of exclamations rang out from the crowd.0

Su Yu had allowed a small saber to stab through his shoulder blade before grabbing Hu Yu with his right hand. Before Hu Yu could concede, Su Yu's leg lashed out and broke over 10 bones in Hu Yu's body.1

Blood flowed out of his shoulder and dyed his clothes red, but he seemed completely incapable of feeling pain, ignoring the saber as it flew out from his back and opened a wide wound on his body. He stomped his foot down.0

With a crack, he broke...0